I bet it gets really hard when it’s excited, too.Is it getting excited now? Is it getting hard?”I laughed hoarsely. “Shit, baby, I&#...8217;m ‘way ahead ofyou! And the dirtier you talk to me, the harder mydick gets.”“Take it out of your pants,” she suggested. “Strokeit, and I’ll tell you all of the things I’d be doing toyour big beautiful cock if I was there with you.”I didn’t tell her it was already out, and in my. I feel as if I owe it to John's wife to storm in at this point, but something inside stops me. Instead, I gather myself and slowly start to move the door open a little more."Oh Chrissie!" I hear John's voice say. The door is now over half way ajar and I can now see a large double wardrobe, with what looks like, yes it is, a full length mirror running down its middle. As I push the door just a further, finally I can see the mirror fully now and in its reflection I am met by the sight of Chrissie. She could claim that this had nothing to do with sex, and she seemed to believe that. Still the aroma when I got home was sexy as hell. If she'd done that in Shelley's room on my visits to her family, I couldn't see how Shelley hadn't known.One Saturday, I was planning to give her some privacy. Then the heavens opened. The rain was coming down in sheets, and getting to the library was out of the question. Nor was there likely to be any place I could go the next day; the library and the computer. On Monday morning she saw Rod as he walked down the hall toward Sex Ed, a slip of paper in his hand and a confused look on his face. She zeroed in on him right away."Looking for the right class?"Rod nodded. "Room 23. Which one is that? The doors are all open and I can't see the numbers." Twenty-three is the room I'm in." She looped her arm through his. "C'mon."Mrs. Miller was at the door taking roll when they walked in. "He's sitting with me," she told the teacher. "Is that all right?" Sure,".